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“At least I’m giving you a choice and not groping you.” He stepped forward. “No offense, but I have no trouble getting laid. I thought you might want to…”

His voice trailed off.

“I might want to what? Do you?”

“Is that even a question?”

“Well, I’m not just another woman to add a notch in your belt. Thanks for walking me home but I’ve got it from here.”

I walked past him, brushing up against that hard, buff body.

Why did he have to be so fucking hot?

“Hold on,” he said.

I felt his hand on my arm. I stopped and spun around.

“What? Don’t you have women to go fuck or something?”

“Calm down,” he said, which infuriated me even more.

“Look, I appreciate your help, but I’m not the type of woman who just sleeps with a guy when I first meet him.”

He shrugged. “Your loss.”

Ugh. What an ass!

“No, it’s your loss, Mr. Football Star.”

He laughed.

“You’re cute when you’re trying to be angry.”

I turned and stormed toward my place.

“Hey,” he called out. “Hold on.”

Despite my hesitations, I stopped.

“What?” I asked, not turning around.

He jogged up and put his hand on my shoulder.

“I didn’t mean to be an asshole.”

“It seems to come naturally for you”

“We’ve gotten off on the wrong foot.”

“Tell me about it,” I said as I walked up my steps. “Goodnight, Austin.””

As I walked away, part of me hoped he would run up to me again, but he didn’t.

I reached the porch to my apartment. The bottom half of an old house. I peered down the street, hoping I saw him. Had I been too rough on him? Asshole or not, I still couldn’t get the thought of the way he saved me back there out of my head. Being enveloped in those muscles wouldn’t be the worst thing that ever happened…

The front door opened, shaking me out of my thoughts. Jocelyn stepped out on the porch wearing red and green pajama pants with a pink tee-shirt two sizes too small. She was never one to hide her assets.

“Oh, it’s you,” she said.

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